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leaving love notes, note notes, and kinda notes behind on the bus, sometimes with names, sometimes with my bis card sometimes in cursive (mostly in cursive), sometimes real, sometimes fake (mostly real), all times making me smile, get up and run quick styles off the bus up the stairs, peek back to see if someones reading it (mostly not) and it changes my whole day. like im getting things off my chest. i wonder who will pick them up but mostly i like leaving them. the writing and leaving. im going to do this as much as possible.